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- General Omar Bradley
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- (May 1, 1944)
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- General Omar Bradley looked the part of an outdoorsman. His
- G.I. trousers were stuffed into high paratroop boots. Under his
- old, stained trench coat he wore an issue combat jacket. His
- shirt, tie and field cap with its three stars were all issue.
- His tall (just over six feet), lanky, comfortably sprawling
- figure was anything but dashing. But his dark grey eyes,
- flashing from under heavy black brows in a homely, bony face
- ranged wide, missed nothing.
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- The general in the trench coat was the man the doughboys look
- to, a living, official symbol of the principle, proved again in
- this mechanized war, that it is the doughboy who must finally
- take the ground.
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- Bradley himself is a classic infantryman, fit and athletic,
- patient and persistent, fascinated and skilled with weapons, a
- lover of life in the field. He has never had the airman's flash,
- nor known the death in one hour, the ease of the officer's club
- the next. Nor is this general full of slide-rule, firetable,
- grid-coordinator calculation of the artilleryman, although his
- mind is essentially mathematical, and he has studied and
- practiced war as scientifically as a man can.
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- Omar Bradley is a plain, homely, steady man with brains and
- character, born to and trained for the fulfillment of the
- doughboy's grim, hard-working role in war. No one in the U.S.
- armed forces knows better than he that Invasion Day is the foot
- soldier's day.
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